Lyrics

Dope chick, dope chick, you can be my dope If you tryna roll for me maybe you can roll I got Dope chick, dope shit, do you like to smoke If you tryna roll with me, can you let me know I got so much on my mind but maybe you can help me slow Put that purp up to my lips I guess it's time for me to blow I be on some other shit so off this planet we can go Only thing that I demand is that you all about yo dough Marijuana in my system just to help a nigga grow I done ran all out of papers so I'm headin to the sto Can I get them silver games and I want two shit I want fo I ain't got no time to smoke em all and come back to the sto Flame be on another planet solar systematic flow I don't care about opinions get disposed if you oppose I like smoking Swishers and I like them silver Optimos These are all the things you need to know, is you keeping up ho Cut throat, Flame always trippin cuz he want mo So don't, worry bout my biness nigga get yo own All these niggas stealin sauce you know you need to get yo own Dope shit do you got some dope bitch get yo own Ocean flame wavy baby but to each is own Heavy weight division when I'm twistin cuz my reefer strong I don't really worry bout division I be adding on (I aint worried bout that shit I'm just getting my paper baby) Flame (Hol' Up) Dope chick, dope chick, you can be my dope If you tryna roll for me maybe you can roll I got Dope chick, dope shit, do you like to smoke If you tryna roll with me, can you let me know I got so much on my mind but maybe you can help me slow Put that purp up to my lips I guess it's time for me to blow I be on some other shit so off this planet we can go Only thing that I demand is that you all about yo dough Bitch
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